"So remind me, exactly when I became your wife?" Maria said in a sarcastic manner as they were walking out of the hospital.
" The nurse was new and didn't know me she wouldn't of just let me leave whilst you had my child." Sherlock explained
"And the Doctor?"
"Knows me well enough to understand the situation." Once outside of the building Sherlock managed to flag down a cab. "Ladies first." he said as he opened the cab door for Maria.
Sliding into the furthest seat Maria deposited Amelia in the middle doing up her seatbelt as she complained a bit. "Its ok Im still right here." she said quietly giving the small child a tap on the nose to which she erupted in giggles.
Sherlock watched the scene, saving the moment in his mind palace to look over later. Amelia seems to be very attached indeed. "221 Baker Street please, how was your shot Mia?" Sherlock inquired.
Amelia gave him a large smile. "No cry once, Ria hold hand an doc gave me lollie." She said showing Sherlock the lollypop.
"She didn't cause a fuss." looking at Maria.
Shaking her head. "She was a very very good girl."
Amelia turned to Sherlock Smile in place. "Ria say I get some thing for being good girl."
"Did she now?" Sherlocks monotone voice said, looking at Maria. to which she mouthed out 'your fault', 'evil' Sherlock mouthed back. causing her to laugh "What did you want my darling?"
"I hav my people call your people." Amelia said with a thoughtful expression, whilst Maria and Sherlock laughed at her antics.
As they arrived on Baker Street Sherlock paid the cabbie, helping Maria and Amelia out of the car. "By any chance would you like to stay for tea." Sherlock drawled, light blush spreading across his cheeks.
"Pwease stay." Amelia yelled grabbing hold of her hand.
Maria looked down at the small child. How did I get so attached so quickly. "Now how can I say no to you." Maria said hands on her hips trying to be serious. However, the smile on her face completely ruined the act.
Sherlock opened the door and the trio headed to 221B.
"Come see my room." Amelia said grabbing hold of Maria's hand and dragging her down the corridor.
"Ill make the tea." Sherlock said watching his daughter drag the woman about. Once the tea was finished Sherlock waited a few minutes waiting for the girls to return. What are they doing in that room? walking down the corridor he stood in the doorway and saw both girls sitting on the floor in front of the mirror, the elder doing the younger's hair in intricate little braids whilst the youngest chatted about her favourite toy to the food she disliked the most.
" You know how cook?" The younger asked.
"Iv'e gotten better, I never use to be any good. I make a mean Tiramisu though."
"You make for me?"
"Of course!" She said grabbing a hair tie to keep the locks in place. "Do you like it?" She said turning the child so she can see her hair.
"Petty! Daddy don know how to do hair."
"He doesn't! Its ok we just have to teach him one day." Maria said, drawing her forehead close to the younger girls.
Sherlock watched the scene, heart beating fast. I suppose it is normal for Amelia to want to be close to Maria, she never knew her mother, not that she would ever know because of the drugs.
Sherlock quickly saved the memory into his Mind Palace before knocking on the frame of the doorway. "The tea is ready if you like, I made some hot cocoa for you as well Mia."
"Yay!" The young girl yelled running to the kitchen.
Sherlock stepped into the room. "How do you even walk in those stilts." Sherlock drawled helping the woman up from the floor.
"There not stilts there heels and they are not even that big."
"They must be 5 inches."
"You haven't seen my going out shoes." She giggled following Amelia to the kitchen whilst Sherlock appreciated the way the heels and tight skirt showed off her curves. Following Maria to the Kitchen he saw the woman helping the child into her chair, continuing there conversation from earlier.
"Daddy! Ria gon make me Teramasi."
"Tiramisu." Maria corrected.
"Sounds delicious, I do hope that I will be getting some."
"Yeah, Ria gon make big bowl."
Maria and Sherlock chuckled, once the child was comfortable Sherlock took a chair out for Maria. The kitchen counter clean of his chemistry equipment, as Amelia had managed to reach up and fiddle with it last week.
Mid way through tea Sherlocks phone had interrupted the conversation, grabbing hold of it he saw a text message from an unknown number.
Hi!
Mike gave me your number, I still have two weeks on my lease so I will see you on the 17th 10 o clock, hope thats ok.
John Watson.
All good
-SH
"Seems like John will not be arriving until two weeks." Sherlock announced. looking at Amelia who had since changed her position for her seat to Maria's lap once more, head resting on her shoulder. "Are you sleepy Mia?"
"No sleep." she yawned while rubbing her forehead into Maria'a neck.
"Come now Mia, I think its time for bed." Sherlock said taking her from the woman.
"I wan Ria." Refusing to let go of said girls hand. chuckling at her antics.
" I can come with you if you don't mind." looking at Sherlock.
"Not at all" Sherlock replied. He quite enjoyed her company and conversation, she got on well with Mia and this whole parenting business seemed to be a lot easier with her around. I suppose I should ask after we put Mia down.
Heading down the corridor Sherlock put Amelia in her bed whilst Maria cited one of Amelia's favourite fairytales until the child went to sleep. Sherlock kissed the child good night and both Sherlock and Maria left the room leaving the door open just in case before heading back to the kitchen to finish off there tea.
"Have you ever thought of dating anybody?" Sherlock inquired, earning a confused look from the young woman.
"Yes, but I have never seemed to find anyone I like to get into a relationship with." She answered.
"I saw the way your eyes dilated at me today, you like me." Sherlock said, using his charm. However, Maria was not buying it as she turned to him one eyebrow raised.
"When your pupils dilate it means you are attracted to them, not that you like them Mr. Holmes…you're are chemist correct?" earning a confused expression from Sherlock "Theres a chemical stain on the table, most likely hydrochloric acid… as well as some others, there use to be a chemistry set on this table…if your a chemist you should know that when pupils dilate it means the specimen finds something attractive." She corrected him.
"You're like me?"
"No, I don't feel the need to show off." Maria stated smirking at him.
"I thought you were a History and English teacher, how do you know about different types of acids and chemicals."
"My brother is a scientist"
"So you have one brother?" Sherlock inquired. How am I unable to read this woman.
"Two actually." she laughed and Sherlock swore he felt his heart stop for a second.
"How would you feel about having dinner with me tomorrow night? you seem to already know the worst about me."
"Yes Sherlock, I will love to go to dinner with you."